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I bought my 2005 Xenon Blue XLR on Dec. 3rd 2013 after seeing my first one live in June of that year.
As a long time car collector, I was aware of the XLR but never considered one when they were released. I was still deeply in a Mercedes, Ferrari and Morgan phase and just never considered a XLR in the mid 2000’s.
Until I saw my first one on a fateful day in June.
I was stunned by its beauty.
The incredible lines, the plush interior, the technology, the sound, the top…the whole enchilada floored me to say the least.
So I found this site and started the extreme analysis portion of buying one. I read every post ever on this site going back to day one. I then did the same thing with the XLR Forum and the Cadillac owners site.
To digress, I learned a long time ago that car collecting is NOT about the intrinsic value of the machine. Buying and selling cars is simply about the buyers concept of what he or she will look like in the car…not what the car looks like. Then there is the performance crowd who just wants horsepower they will never use, torque they will never really understand and a willingness to spend $3,000 for a tuneup (Ferrari style). When I visualized myself in the XLR I saw a $500 haircut on a $5 head. I saw paint three feet thick dripping with class. I heard a primal scream at 4400 rpms and felt a confidence and stability I never matched with any other road warrior I had ever owned. To feel 140 mph without a trace of white knuckled trepidation was very satisfying.
And now to the little old lady.
I searched every web site, car collector friend, lease company and car dealer I could find looking for the perfect car. I looked at every configuration of a XLR available from later model V’s to a Neiman Marcus piece I found in Miami. I got excited about a 2008 V in Boulder, Co until the owner showed up at the airport with a black on black v with 83000 miles, massive tattoos and the overwhelming aroma of hippie lettuce.
That's when I found the woman of my dreams.
I drove up to a massive home on a massive piece of land less than 20 miles from my home on a chilly December day. We walked into a huge barn. There was a $2,500,000 Prevost coach, Four 60’s model Corvettes, boats and everything else. And there sat a Blue X with minimal miles. I asked her why she bought it and she said “I had just begun a divorce proceeding and knew I would be back on the market so I felt a new piece of jewelry would be appropriate.”
She shot me a quick price. I kicked it back $10,000 and she said I’m a big fan and I think you driving it would make us both look good (why she said that is next). I wrote the check, took the fobs, gave her a big hug and drove off into the sunset.
Now this little old lady is 53 years old, stunningly attractive and owns 19 Sonic restaurants with real estate values alone of at least $2,000,000 per unit which is proof of the fact that it is always far easier to negotiate price with someone who doesn’t need money.
By way of personal introduction, I am an unreconstructed hippie spawned from the sixties who has spent my entire working life in show business. Songwriter, rock and roll star, record producer and since 1993 host of the top rated radio and tv talk shows in Tennessee and significant areas of America. I get calls every day from Miami to Boston, New York to Nova Scotia, Phoenix to Philadelphia and Frogjump Tennessee. I live in the woods with my wife and menagerie halfway between Hank Williams and Elvis on Interstate 40.
You can hear the show anywhere in the world by downloading an app called ’TUNEIN’ for iPhone or droid. I do pure stream of consciousness radio where anything goes and the music is different than anything you will ever hear. From “The Civil Wars’ to Hendrix, if you don’t hear it on my show it has never been recorded. The show is on from 8 to 11 AM cst Monday thru Friday. When you activate Tunein just go to WNWS at 101.5 FM in Jackson, TN. and mark it.
I particularly hope you will check in Rob at 1-800-304-1015. We’ll talk everything from Cadillacs to the internet and all between.
I apologize for the length but talk show hosts do tend to wax effusively with minimal provocation.
And by the way, the car is everything I expected and more.
Thank God for little old ladies.
As a long time car collector, I was aware of the XLR but never considered one when they were released. I was still deeply in a Mercedes, Ferrari and Morgan phase and just never considered a XLR in the mid 2000’s.
Until I saw my first one on a fateful day in June.
I was stunned by its beauty.
The incredible lines, the plush interior, the technology, the sound, the top…the whole enchilada floored me to say the least.
So I found this site and started the extreme analysis portion of buying one. I read every post ever on this site going back to day one. I then did the same thing with the XLR Forum and the Cadillac owners site.
To digress, I learned a long time ago that car collecting is NOT about the intrinsic value of the machine. Buying and selling cars is simply about the buyers concept of what he or she will look like in the car…not what the car looks like. Then there is the performance crowd who just wants horsepower they will never use, torque they will never really understand and a willingness to spend $3,000 for a tuneup (Ferrari style). When I visualized myself in the XLR I saw a $500 haircut on a $5 head. I saw paint three feet thick dripping with class. I heard a primal scream at 4400 rpms and felt a confidence and stability I never matched with any other road warrior I had ever owned. To feel 140 mph without a trace of white knuckled trepidation was very satisfying.
And now to the little old lady.
I searched every web site, car collector friend, lease company and car dealer I could find looking for the perfect car. I looked at every configuration of a XLR available from later model V’s to a Neiman Marcus piece I found in Miami. I got excited about a 2008 V in Boulder, Co until the owner showed up at the airport with a black on black v with 83000 miles, massive tattoos and the overwhelming aroma of hippie lettuce.
That's when I found the woman of my dreams.
I drove up to a massive home on a massive piece of land less than 20 miles from my home on a chilly December day. We walked into a huge barn. There was a $2,500,000 Prevost coach, Four 60’s model Corvettes, boats and everything else. And there sat a Blue X with minimal miles. I asked her why she bought it and she said “I had just begun a divorce proceeding and knew I would be back on the market so I felt a new piece of jewelry would be appropriate.”
She shot me a quick price. I kicked it back $10,000 and she said I’m a big fan and I think you driving it would make us both look good (why she said that is next). I wrote the check, took the fobs, gave her a big hug and drove off into the sunset.
Now this little old lady is 53 years old, stunningly attractive and owns 19 Sonic restaurants with real estate values alone of at least $2,000,000 per unit which is proof of the fact that it is always far easier to negotiate price with someone who doesn’t need money.
By way of personal introduction, I am an unreconstructed hippie spawned from the sixties who has spent my entire working life in show business. Songwriter, rock and roll star, record producer and since 1993 host of the top rated radio and tv talk shows in Tennessee and significant areas of America. I get calls every day from Miami to Boston, New York to Nova Scotia, Phoenix to Philadelphia and Frogjump Tennessee. I live in the woods with my wife and menagerie halfway between Hank Williams and Elvis on Interstate 40.
You can hear the show anywhere in the world by downloading an app called ’TUNEIN’ for iPhone or droid. I do pure stream of consciousness radio where anything goes and the music is different than anything you will ever hear. From “The Civil Wars’ to Hendrix, if you don’t hear it on my show it has never been recorded. The show is on from 8 to 11 AM cst Monday thru Friday. When you activate Tunein just go to WNWS at 101.5 FM in Jackson, TN. and mark it.
I particularly hope you will check in Rob at 1-800-304-1015. We’ll talk everything from Cadillacs to the internet and all between.
I apologize for the length but talk show hosts do tend to wax effusively with minimal provocation.
And by the way, the car is everything I expected and more.
Thank God for little old ladies.
I could see maybe 63 or 73, but seriously unless she looked tired and haggard
. Better if you had said, "middle aged."
